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it
Heavy sentimental, back in the middle
Crystal clear she wanna fiddle, fuck with my riddle
You can't ever fuck with me, bitch you know what you

like the card from poker
Don't want you in the game, pack your stuff, it's all over

Should I repeat it? Nah
Down to me, there's no deceiving, nah
Should

are just watery

I was over here getting sentimental
While I played this instrumental
Writing songs for you playlist that's essential
We connect like

instrumentals wit my dogs from the kennel
Getting sentimental cuz we all finally free (Finally free)
Accidentally cheesing cuz we going for a spree, hey
Hit rock

Never waited on the critic page, cause I've been acclaimed
All the sentimental pain, really is a phase If you let it all go now, then you did it
Lame

time for your ass so I say I'm booked
Did he really try to ask how a seance look
Man
You'll get buried by my thoughts
You high dawg
Still need your

2's and W's fuck you other dudes yeah
By any means whatever necessary
Niggas gentleman probably was born in February
Trying to practice patience get

You can't earn the easy coasting free pass
I see through your wine glass or red bull and vodka
You said wow me well I shocked you
By trading Al Jeff

(Uh huh)
My dough nuts like a pastry
(Aye)

Flexing flashing if you my bitch you gone match it
We getting chips and we stacking 
Whole Gang with

I'm not ready for it no
No I'm not ready for it no
I just been getting by
Simon says up's and down's
It's getting hard to try
In the mirror I see

it worse
We knowin' what come with it but we can't see you on a shirt
I know my angels got control over me
I know the devil made a fool out of me
I

song was over

Except for Amazing Grace
I wish I had just a bit of your attraction.
It's such a shame
You realized you weren't bothered by the action

down in a rental, take it gentle
Bumpin’ beats by J-Dilla, rockin’ Margiela
Shit, ain’t that sentimental?
But you steady playin’ them games
Call me

Our first night together, top down, stars out
Waves blinking 'neath the moonlight
Remember, listen up
You're all over him, how awkward
Black car,

eye
Shine green
About the money by all means
Capitalist take your grandma put her organs on the triple beam
For a lick of cream promise you the scene

imma put em to sleep
Man this shit still crank, By the end of this week
Real talk bitch im back on that nonsense
And you know I be running the city
They

one.
Well thats how many songs i've made
Including this one.

I tried warn you posers
Get postered.
Like Jordan over James.
Your second class compared

uh, I don’t have music.

DEVIN:
Not to worry, James has the sheet music.

CHARLOTTE:
I-

RICK:
Are you stopping this or am I?

ELLA:
Levi?

ROBERT:
No

Shark what’s good?
Vin G what’s good?
Big Buffalo kids
Big Bronx shit 
You know?
We taking this shit back over!
Their getting scared now
Said they tried

ain't convinced
You know all that talking lame as shit
Either you show me or remain a bitch
Dealt with niggas who just can't repent
Had some issues over

are you kidding me?
You are loved by me, and your family
Keep on going, keep creating
That's an understatement
I gotta new brain and a new mind
No

is my year
Can't be stopped no I'm right here
Taking over I got no fear
Mammoth James and I'm top tier

Getting top when the top is down 
If the plot's

to need some help all
My niggers all over there
My niggers all over there i ain't by my self

don't blame ya
God bless the child that never gave up, tape cut!
You getting pulled over with the D
Cant even afford two babies and here come three
Aint